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To Remember and Forget: The Kaiba Story

After a long silence, Kaiba finally asked what the hell she was talking about. He ruined her family? And more importantly, why did he care? Rin was still casually sitting in her chair, tapping her fingers on the armrest. To be completely honest, she had no intention of talking about it right now. But after reading Seto's profile, she knew that the man wouldn't give up. Subconsciously, she told on purpose. Why not give the bastard a little hell to pay?

"April 16, four years ago," the police woman stated, still stationary in her seat.

He didn't know whether to pretend to care or actually listen. From what Rin could see, the man was listening because the clicking of the computer had silenced. Kaiba did his best to avoid eye contact. Finally his senses kicked in. He was Seto freakin' Kaiba, afraid to look a woman of business in the eye? Oh, but once his blue orbs met her green ones. He suddenly felt nervous of what was going to happen next. Seeing the fear in his eyes, the police woman felt a smirk tug at her lips. She loved winning, especially if it was associated with this rude, obnoxious man. Kaiba almost couldn't hear her speak with his adrenaline pumping so loudly. He was positive Rin could pick it up. The captain situated herself in a more appropriate position for the situation. With her legs crossed in front of her and arms also resting on her chest in the same cross, Rin glared into the electric depths of this detestable man.

"My mother worked at your company. She was your personal accountant. People say I sound just like her-hold the stern attitude and sarcastic remarks," she chuckled, enjoying the puzzled reaction upon Kaiba's face.

He still had no idea what she was talking about. Seto only knew his employees by their faces, never by name. Unbelievably, Kaiba let out something that sounded like 'uhhh…' Rin couldn't help but smile at that. She was probably the only one to leave him speechless. The woman's tongue clicked as she reached over for a pair of ancient reading glasses on a shelf. They were Kaiba's father's, when he came to visit. Actually they probably had ten years of collected dust on the golden wired frames. Rin placed them on the bridge of her nose and pushed her hair behind her ears and into a messy pony-tail.

"Good morning Mr. Kaiba. Is there anything I can get for you?" after a moment Rin quirked a brow.

It was like a brick hit him in the face. Sure enough, the policewoman was right. Right in front of him was a clone of his accountant. He leaned back and huffed, knowing that he made himself look like a fool. The glasses were off in seconds and Rin was back to looking like she could take down anyone who messed with her.

"Anyway, you probably remember when you found out that she was assaulted outside of your company," he could only nod, wondering how the hell this even connected with her story.

"My father was the police captain before me, and he took it upon himself to take on the case. Being overprotective as always; he told my mother to quit her job. But of course when she told you that she wouldn't be able to work for you anymore, you threatened her. Saying that if she did quit that you would make her life terrible; ruining every chance at life she got, make sure that her name would be spoiled in the business industry."

The business man new when he was in deep shit; and he couldn't be deeper than he was now. During the silence Seto was given the chance to reflect somewhat on his choices. It almost pained him to think back on it, but he was the reason Rin's mother wasn't there anymore. The day he threatened her was the day she was walking to her car across the street and was shot in a drive by. What a safe city this was. And it all happened because he was too stubborn to loose his accountant. Once the policewoman realized that the man was finished with his flashbacks she continued the part he didn't know.

"One year later, I was in England finishing a project for a company advertisement. I had only been there two weeks when I got the news that my father had committed suicide… So, in short, I became captain of the station and decided that what was done was done," he didn't know what to be more surprised about; the fact that this woman actually knew the business and marketing trade, or how calm she was telling this story.

It was almost like it was practiced. She must have either seen this coming or was just as cold and heartless as he was to not care. But the thing was he did care-if only a little. But amazingly through all of this, Kaiba had managed to keep his mask as set as cement. Much to her disliking, her own body seemed to shift uncomfortably under his gaze. She managed to cover it up by returning a façade as devilish as his. She basically had to tell him to continue working, which he did, glancing up every half hour exactly to see if she was still awake. If you asked her it was more of a glare.

"Mr. Kaiba, I have lived for three years off of caffeine. I can stay awake for longer than you think," little did she now that he never slept… EVER.

*.*.*.*.*.* THREE HOURS LATER *.*.*.*.*.*

Rin was finally asleep. But the CEO was impressed; she lasted two more hours than he thought she would. Seto had been nice enough to give her his cape, but she had only shrugged it off within two minutes. Kaiba had decided to get ready for the day, so he left her in his study for half an hour while he showered. She woke up after the smell of coffee came in through the open door. Rin ruffled her hair, and yawned before quietly moving towards the kitchen. Seto was standing with his back to her, glancing over a paper full of important names of a business contract. The policewoman stepped closer, on her toes, to read the memo. Kaiba turned to see her but continued to read once he saw that it was just Rin-but took a double take because she was too close for comfort. The captain laughed and sneaked her arm around to where she grasped his untouched coffee and took a seat beside him on the countertop. Surprisingly they drank their coffee the same-black.

"Is Mokuba up this early?" Rin asked, taking another sip and almost burning herself when she saw a half smile-but it left as soon as it came.

"No, he doesn't have school today; Instructional training for teachers."

"You must really love him," she smiled, downing the rest of the caffeinated drink.

"He's my brother isn't he?" Seto snapped, trying not to become to open to this woman.

"Well, last night in the limo, I gathered some very interesting information about you."

The brow quirk was enough to keep her giving information. Although, how many people got a chance to really piss Seto Kaiba off? There was a comfortable pause before she continued; short enough to keep him quiet, but long enough for his signature glare to creep onto his face.

"You said 'Yes, he has.' Usually when someone doesn't care they make some sort of noise or nod. Basically an "I hear you" kind of thing," the captain said, waving her hand as if wanting to dismiss the subject.

Actually that was all he needed to hear. 'She couldn't have learned anything else,' he assumed grabbing a replacement cup for his stolen coffee. Now if Rin was a secretary or a maid she would have been out on the street by now. The only thing stopping him was that pistol strapped to her hip. She had seen him glancing at it since she sat down. The perfect chance for some embarrassment. The next time Seto looked at her gun, she quirked a brow and set her caffeinated drink aside.

"Like whatcha see?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Kaiba smirked, not even phased by her comment.

Of course she did see it coming. But it was a shot to see if he was gay or not… 'Definitely gay.' Rin slid off of the countertop and moved to a briefcase lying on the dining room table. Quickly flipping it open, the captain pulled a folder from the stack within. It was the CEO's schedule, and it was required that she spent every waking moment protecting him. For some reason the woman almost yawned reading the damn thing. Meeting at seven thirty, standard checking from eight thirty to ten, and development from eleven to four. My God when did this man sleep? Rin knew that she only had a few hours of sleep and she was having trouble keeping her eyes open. The captain bit her lip and checked over her shoulder to see if Seto even looked like he had gotten sleep. Much to her surprise, the man was behind her just like she was him a moment ago.

"We leave in fifteen minutes, I suggest you hurry."

But the only thing she heard was fifteen minutes while she was scanning his face for worry lines or bags under his electric blue orbs. Nothing. 'Damn! He looks better than I do!' Kaiba noticed that she was stationary even after his warning so the CEO snapped at her to move her ass. A five minute shower and five minutes of preparation later, Rin was bounding down the stairs and towards the door where her host was waiting. She checked herself in a mirror one last time before following a rather agitated man out. Mokuba was just coming down the stairs and received a smile from Rin before she moved out of sight. The ride to work was a nightmare for her because Kaiba was upset that she was early! Why the hell would someone be mad about that? 'Oh, that's right; because it's Seto Jack-ass Kaiba!' Meanwhile, the CEO could feel her glare penetrating through his laptop screen. He knew it, that woman's gaze was as powerful as his. If she wanted she could even go into business again. Why she gave it up, to him, was a pointless reason. But it was probably something like tradition that he didn't understand. Seto's window was halfway down, making Rin put it up. That pattern went on until the captain caught the man's hand and gave a look that would scare the devil himself. The CEO had stopped messing with her, for now at least. Once they were in his office was a completely different story. Akina wasn't going to be in for the next few weeks as a gift from her boss. So Seto was on his own for today.

"You don't want her to marry him do you?" Rin asked, causing the man to stiffen at the mention.

"No, I don't," he stated matter-of-factly.

'Unrequited love, doesn't like the fiancé, and distracted gaze when glancing at her desk through the window…' She had seen this before.

"I'm going to tell you something that you will undoubtedly deny. You. Did. Not. Love. Her."

"…I know."

'Hmmm… Long pause meaning acceptance, maybe defeat. Thinking over any harm or joy given to the subject.' This was just like her cramming session for the entrance exam to the force.

"You need to get your head in the game. Because let me tell you, a relationship is only a one way street to shitville," the captain told, leaning over the desk with her hand resting on a stack of paper to get her point across.

"I know that!"

"Then. Get. Over. It."

For once he was speechless. Rin had read him like a damn book and he knew it. He had forgotten that she was once in the marketing business too. She knew how it worked, how it ALL worked. She knew what it could do to someone, and she knew how it affected a company. There was no beating around the bush with this woman… Just his luck. With a quirked brow Rin glanced over his schedule, sitting on the edge of his desk cross-legged.

"There is a meeting in five minutes…" he had stopped listening about there.

He knew his own damn schedule, it's not like it change over the past few years. After listening to her read today's events to him, two men where sent up for the first meeting. They were the same ones from last year, the fat hard ass that broke under the right amount of pressure, and the lanky moron who just wanted to get the hell out of there. Rin opened the door and greeted them with the same smile that Akina had always greeted others... only after spending twelve hours with Rin, the CEO could easily tell that that smile was just a façade. Everything was perfectly fine until the fat man wanted more money than what they had agreed last year. Before the arguing started to commence, the police captain stepped in.

"Why, exactly, do you think that you deserve more money than what he's paying you?"

"Things have changed over the last year, sales have gone down, unexpected payments are due…" the man went on, but Rin was already on a warpath.

"So you want us to pay for your misuse of financing?" the captain quirked a brow, her smirk matching the silent CEO's, who was at this time simply watching the scene unfold.

The fat man stuttered while Rin, seated on the arm of the sofa, reached over and grabbed a manila folder from the coffee table. Skimming over the documents, the woman almost screamed at the men to get out, but held it in because this wasn't really her place to speak… even though that didn't stop her before. Seto had taken the papers and looked them over, silently agreeing with the blonde. Two minutes later Kaiba Corp. security was escorting the two morons down stairs. Just as the doors dinged shut, the sound of the policewoman's cell phone echoed from the case of suspects. Seto was interested in hearing this conversation, but that damn woman was making it difficult by whispering the entire time. Kaiba had decided to actually look like he was working, although there was nothing really to do at the moment because that meeting was suppose to last half an hour more. At last the loud noise of her shutting her phone signaled him to look up from his 'work'. Maybe she wouldn't notice the simple squiggles and zigzags on his notepad. Rin released an aggravated sigh and lifted her briefcase off the floor. A moment later, she reappeared with a folder full of photos. All of them where of the CEO or his brother; that sent him over the edge a little, but Rin did promise that they would be protected.

"Cancel everything you have for the next two hours," she demanded, ignoring the man's harsh glares and remarks.

Rin was already locking windows and pulling down blinds. Isamu had just found another suspect, and this one hadn't blown himself up…yet. God this investigation really should be headed by the CIA if they got wind of that. Thankfully Domino wasn't really on their priority list right now, but she had a feeling that one of the suits would be 'in the neighborhood' and come to chat up her officers. They where almost always women, sending the males in the station head over heels with their bleach blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. It made her sick, but that was something to dwell on later. Isamu, her best friend in the unit, had been with her through everything; high school, college, her fathers' death, training academy… and she was almost certain that there was nothing that he couldn't do. Seto was busy waiting for the secretary downstairs to tell her to send everyone home.

"Would you mind telling me why you are basically running my business?" Seto asked amused seeing her rush around the room and setting files down anywhere she could reach.

"If you must know, there was a man following your little brother… but Isamu caught him and took Mokuba home," she hurriedly added, realizing the fire that sparked in his eyes when he heard of the stalker.

There was a knock at the door, which Rin rushed to answer. She inwardly sighed when her partner came in with the rugged looking man. He looked early twenties, tan, body-builder; everything that seemed to piss the woman off more and more. The man's white washed jeaned clashed with the dark red fabric on one of the chairs when he sat. His hands where handcuffed behind him and the captain smiled. He always used those handcuffs, which happened to be the first pair he had received from her after graduation. The policewoman cuffed the legs of the man to the chair so that he couldn't escape and locked the door for extra measure. Isamu hugged her and ruffled her hair. He was a good half a foot taller than she, sporting a shaggy hair cut and green eyes hidden behind black hair. Apparently being a year older than someone meant that you could pick on them whenever the hell you wanted. They shared a private joke, Rin saying that he would never get bonus points if he kept that up. Seto interrupted, coughing loudly while gesturing towards the man glaring daggers at him. Rin didn't even move from her spot.

"Why where you following Mr. Kaiba's brother?" she questioned, quirking a brow when the man didn't answer immediately.

"I don't know what you're talking about," the cocky man stated, sounding even smugger than Seto did.

Isamu's hands where gripping the man's turquoise shirt, lifting him out of the chair as high as he could go without bringing the chair with him. Seto tensed a little, not knowing what was going to come next; a blood bath or more questions. The CEO saw Rin smiling, causing him to stare at her a little too long. If you asked her, the policewoman would in fact say that she liked this. Her partner was hissing threats to the man, saying that there wasn't a lawyer alive that would mess with Kaiba and that it would be better to give himself up now. The stalker gave another strangled excuse, that was about as weak as his first one. Almost every person like this broke within the first twenty minutes. Most of that time was used as 'sweat time'. Isamu hated sweat time, always wanting to actually try and beat the information out of them, not that his partner didn't disagree. But at times it was better though. While Isamu was staring down at the suspect, Rin had taken Seto into the bathroom to ask him some questions, but highly doubted that she would actually get any answers.

"The easy question would be, 'Have you ever seen this man before' but judging by your confusion I don't think you have an answer."

The captain was leaning against the sink, checking her watch almost every minute. Being in an enclosed room with the man who basically ruined her life wasn't something she thought she would be doing early this week. Rin certainly didn't think that one of her most favorite people in the world would be targeted by a possible hit man-and yes there was a gun. Now she was impatiently waiting for Isamu's signal while sitting on the counter in a bathroom while Seto leaned against the wall across from her. The man couldn't concentrate on anything while the tapping of her nails on the marble countertop defeated any possibility on silence. Finally the man couldn't take it anymore and grabbed her hand before another nail could clash with the sink. Daggers where glared, and eventually Seto spoke up.

"You don't have to be this nervous," he hissed, "You hardly know Mokuba," that blew her up.

She grasped his hand and moved around him so that he ended up sitting on the counter instead of her. With his hand still clamped in hers, she leaned in and tried to control her yelling, knowing that there where people on the other side of the door.

"I know him more than you think," Rin growled releasing his hand and throwing it away from her like it was poisoned.

"He comes to the station almost every day with Akina and Iva. Now, when do you see him-and by 'see' I mean actually seeing him. Not just glances when you come home or when you hear your door open."

He was speechless again; only able to stare at her with the most nonchalant façade he could give. The man would admit, he was now very impressed with this person. Rin's cheeks where flushed with anger and her eyes where boring into his. A minute passed and the police captain was starting to regain her composure. There was only one way to keep her calm in moments like this, so she finally looked up and took deep breathes until she felt dizzy. She sat down on the floor and almost felt like she would pass out. The CEO had snapped out of his speechless state and was actually a little worried that Rin was going to topple over any second. He slid off the counter, leaning down to see anything that stood out from the policewoman, other than the obvious stress. He moved hairs away from her forehead, placing his hand on the skin of her cheek. She wasn't feverish so that meant that she was just extremely stressed. Suddenly the door opened, with Isamu poking his head in and eventually stuttering out a comment after taking in the scene. It wasn't very pretty if you saw it… actually it was the weirdest thing he had ever seen; Seto was kneeling in between Rin's legs, cradling her face, with his only inches away, and his captain breathing raggedly. This was going to be a funny one around the coffee maker tomorrow.

"I-I… He's ready to give us something," and then he was gone, hiding the blush that had made its way up.

Seto pulled back once the door was shut and started to walk towards the door. But he stopped to hold out a hand for her to take. Reluctantly she did, grasping his hand a little more gently than she did a moment ago. Kaiba pulled her up, with more force than necessary because he thought that the woman would weigh more then she did. Normally she would have stopped herself, but the motion was so quick that she didn't even have time to finish a breath. Seconds later she opened her eyes to see the shirt of the infamous Seto Kaiba. She had bumped into him so, to steady himself, the CEO stepped back to where he was against the wall with his other hand around her waist. Rin pushed away and scurried to the door and into his office. Minutes later, while Isamu was breaking the suspect down further, she kept thinking about that certain smell that lingered on her nose after she pushed away.